In Hawaii, an Immigrant Family that Bridged Japanese and American Worlds
How Siblings Torn Between Two Sides of the Pacific Forged Identities in the Aftermath of War
I still remember them at the dining table after dinner each night in our Honolulu home. Three elegant sisters, styled out of Vogue magazine, their jet black hair in neat chignons and pixie haircuts, each savoring a cigarette and lingering over a glass of bourbon. Their laughter rang, but did not always conceal the dark ironies and black humor of memories they laced together of our Japanese-American Hawaii family torn apart by war.
“Do you remember when we left Hawaii after dad died and moved to the family home in Kyoto?” …